The Last Thing She Left Him Was a Bill

My son's girlfriend said their dog was in a bad mood. So my son canceled his trip home to see me.

"Mom, I'm not coming back for the sixth either. If Snowball gets depressed, that's serious."

I listened to the cheerful barking on the other end of the line.

He had probably forgotten — this was the third year in a row he hadn't come to see me. Including Chinese New Year.

He had also forgotten that my doctor had just handed me a terminal cancer diagnosis.

"Mom, why aren't you saying anything? Never mind, I'm hanging up. I still need to take Snowball out to cheer her up."